Thursday, 8 May 2014

Friends forever

She is beautiful in her own way,
when she wears mismatched clothes
or carry those yellow slings.
She ain't a beauty queen
but yes  a grandeur by heart
Stood by me always
Stupid things we did together
Crazy, epic those "miss call" days
Crying hard and laughing harder,
We broke contact and then back together,
Cos some friendships can never be changed.
She went beneath the table to take a call
and blamed the cockroach for our chuckle;
Her hands filled with chips,
punished she was outside the class.
Those were the days
which can never be replaced
I will dance on her wedding night
Hope we stay till then.
Some friendships see no perfection.
Cos we are precision.

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